bacchusnovels Chapter 126 It's a bad guy
Chapter 126 It's a bad guy
Chapter 126 It's a bad guy
All Narcissa could think of were the dark magic alchemy tools that the Malfoy family had accumulated over the years, as well as some special items left over from that dark period.
These things might come in handy at a crucial moment.
As the mistress of Malfoy Manor, she knew every corner of the manor like the back of her hand, and naturally knew where these precious props were carefully stored.
At that moment, she had a plan in mind, and wanted to look among those collections to see if there were any tools that could help her.
With this thought in mind, Narcissa walked through several spacious, dimly lit corridors, her steps light yet firm, as if supported by an invisible force.
Finally, she arrived at the kitchen. There was no one else there, only her, and it was quiet.
She quickly found the stairs in the corner and went down without hesitation.
The cellar was cool and damp, with a musty smell in the air, but in Narcissa's eyes, it held the Malfoy family's greatest secret.
However, when she reached the depths of the cellar and saw that the shelves that had once been filled with alchemical artifacts were now completely empty, her heart sank.
Those props she had placed so much hope in, those mysterious items that might change the status quo, had all disappeared!
Narcissa stood frozen in place, a nameless panic welling up inside her.
She looked around, trying to find a clue, but all she saw were cold stone walls and empty shelves...
There was nothing else besides a pile of junk in the corner.
Narcissa took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down.
There are other cellars!
As she was leaving, she inadvertently noticed a magical artifact standing out conspicuously in the darkness in a corner.
Thinking that it's better to have less than more, Narcissa took the prop before leaving.
Half an hour later, Narcissa returned to her bedroom with a gloomy expression.
She hadn't expected that, apart from that empty cellar, the other cellars were all locked with the usual wizard locks.
This type of lock is considered a semi-alchemy item; it can only be opened with a key, and unlocking spells have no effect on it.
Narcissa sat on the edge of the bed, staring blankly ahead.
Her plans seemed to vanish in an instant.
Just as she was sinking into despair, her hand touched something.
She looked down and saw the alchemical tools she had brought out from the first cellar.
It seems... it wasn't entirely without any gains.
For some unknown reason, Narcissa's face grew increasingly flushed as she looked at the shape of the alchemical artifact.
Since Draco's birth, Lucius has spent most of his time socializing and striving for the family's honor and status.
She devoted herself entirely to her family and her children's education, and hardly ever had a normal married life with Lucius.
It is said that women are like wolves at thirty and tigers at forty, and Narcissa is at the golden age of thirty-two.
This alchemical artifact seemed to inadvertently touch upon a long-dormant desire deep within Narcissa's heart.
But how do you use this thing?
Narcissa carefully picked up the alchemical artifact and examined it closely.
The top of this alchemical prop is slightly upturned and inlaid with a ruby, which emits an alluring color in the dim light.
Narcissa's breathing quickened as she gently stroked the alchemical artifact with her fingers, imagining the sensations it would evoke in her.
"The person who invented this alchemical tool must be a bad guy," Narcissa whispered, her face flushed red.
Her reason told her that doing so was extremely dangerous and would cause immense pain; but at the same time,
A deep-seated longing drove her to experience something extraordinary.
Humans are such a species that, after experiencing setbacks, they seek other feelings to dilute the sense of defeat brought about by those setbacks.
Narcissa bit her lip, but finally decided to take the risk.
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When Sean returned to his office, it was already afternoon.
He had just come out of Dumbledore's office.
After he finished recounting what had happened, Dumbledore had a long and earnest conversation with him.
As for what exactly it is.
He seems to have forgotten...:
But none of that mattered to him.
Today's events gave him a sense of urgency.
First, Draco's entry into the Quidditch team and the fact that the entire Slytherin group received Lucius's sponsorship made him realize something different.
He had a vague feeling that the other party had recently taken action, just like in the original story, and had begun the plan to "drive away Dumbledore".
The second point is Draco's attitude.
Last semester, due to his class representative system.
Draco and Hermione were both class representatives. Although they weren't particularly close, they saw each other all the time and managed to exchange a few words.
And it only took one summer vacation.
Draco dared to use such vile words on Hermione.
This indicates that he has been influenced by certain people recently, and through familiar exposure, he has also become...
And this "certain people" is undoubtedly Lucius.
All signs clearly indicate that Lucius has begun to take action, and his attitude is extremely resolute. There is undoubtedly some deep reason behind this that drives him to do so.
If we examine the original text, Lucius appears quite eager in advancing these matters, even taking the next step hastily before many things have been properly dealt with.
From this, we can infer that the person, event, or reason behind him must be extremely urgent.
Yes, they were eager to get Dumbledore out of Hogwarts.
As for the specific reason, Sean does not know yet.
After all, he's human, not a god; he can't possibly know everything.
This is also why he decided to take this opportunity to conduct home visits.
Based on the information he now possessed, Sean decided to speed up his pace.
Now that the opponent has made a move, he can't stand still.
Sean looked at the diary he had placed in the drawer and gave a sincere smile.
Tom Riddle, your Professor Sean is here...
Inside the diary.
total darkness.
To be honest, Tom Riddle hasn't been having a good time these past few days.
Since that mysterious person opened the diary that day, there has been no news of him, as if he had disappeared from this world.
Riddle called out to him countless times in his diary, but received no response.
The clever Riddle knew, of course, that this was just a negotiation tactic employed by the other party, but sometimes, he couldn't help but overthink things.
Could the other party have already met with misfortune?
He was even more worried about Sean's safety than Sean himself.
If Sean were to perish, how long would he have to remain in this dark and hopeless space?
Will he be trapped here forever, never able to communicate with the outside world again?
If Sean hadn't communicated with him, these few days wouldn't have caused him the slightest ripple in his heart, because he had long been accustomed to this unchanging life.
But... he still saw it.
A glimmer of hope appeared.
For a young person his age, seeing a glimmer of hope only to fall into deeper despair is undoubtedly a cruel form of mental torture.
Therefore, he desperately wanted Sean to communicate with him.
Only then can that glimmer of hope reappear.
Just as Riddle was pondering this, a row of floating text suddenly appeared above his head.
"What's your decision?"
After thinking for a moment, Sean opened his diary.
He gracefully picked up the quill pen that he always kept on the upper right corner of the table and gently dipped it into the ink bottle.
It was written above.
"What's your decision?"
The ink was absorbed quickly, just like last time, leaving the paper smooth as before, without leaving any trace.
Then a new line of text appeared on the notebook.
"I've made up my mind."
What are you considering?
Of course, it's about being reborn.
During the last conversation between Sean and him, they only exchanged a few words.
When Sean offered him a chance to be reborn, Riddle asked a question, and then Sean left with a cryptic remark.
This time, Riddell had really thought it through.
He thought to himself, "I'll agree first and see what happens."
Regardless of whether the opportunity is real or not, and regardless of what challenges he may face in the future, he is willing to try.
After all, he had been trapped in this dark and hopeless place for far too long, and he was unwilling to miss any chance to escape his current situation.
If things go wrong, he can destroy everything at any time. Anyway, he is already a soul now, so even if he suffers a loss, he won't lose anything.
It was all a case of getting something for nothing.
Then, a second line of words appeared in front of Sean.
"Please tell me, what do I need to do to earn this chance to be reborn?"
Instead of answering his question, Sean wrote a story in his notebook.
"Once upon a time, there was a witch named Merop Gaunt."
"She showed almost no magical talent as a child, and therefore suffered mental and physical abuse."
"However, after her father and brother were imprisoned in Azkaban and she was freed from their abuse, her magical abilities began to flourish."
"At that time, she met a man who was a very handsome and wealthy Muggle."
"But because of her inferiority complex, she didn't dare to pursue this Muggle like a normal person, so she used a love potion to make him fall in love with her and marry him."
"Just a few months after the marriage, this woman named Merop Gunter became pregnant. Perhaps out of maternal love, confidence in herself, or perhaps because she was tired of living a lie, she stopped using the Muggle's love potion."
"Of course, she wanted two outcomes: either her husband would truly love her by then, or at least he would become strong for their unborn child. But unfortunately, the Muggle didn't do that."
"He woke up from a nightmare and then ran back home."
"After her husband suddenly ran away, Melop quickly fell into a deep depression and lived a penniless life in London."
"She was heartbroken and her dreams were shattered. After being abandoned by the Muggles, she stopped using magic and refused to even raise her wand to save her own life."
"So on New Year's Eve in 1926, she staggered up the steps to the orphanage, ready to give birth to a child, and less than an hour after the child was born, she died without warning."
Upon hearing this, Riddle's face turned ashen in the dark space, but the word "Loud" continued to appear above him.
"This child is a human."
"After his mother died, he grew up in a dimly lit orphanage, completely unaware of his family's wizarding lineage."
"Although this child is unaware of his mother's true background, he possesses abilities that are different from those of other magical children his age, and he has exceptional control over these abilities."
"He can move objects with his mind, make them float anywhere he wants, manipulate animals and creatures at will, speak in a mulaic accent, and use his abilities to harm other orphans."
"In his eleventh year, he received an invitation from Dumbledore and came to Hogwarts."
"Because his behavior had been instructed by Dumbledore before he entered the school, his mannerisms changed; he became more cautious, concealed his true reactions to things, and adopted a more friendly character."
"Because of his excellent acting skills and handsome appearance, he was able to convince almost all the staff and teachers at Hogwarts that his kind appearance was his true character."
"The only exception was Dumbledore. Although he did not necessarily suspect the boy, he never forgot the boy's misdeeds in the orphanage, nor did he forget his disturbing behavior when they first met."
"In turn, the boy realized that he had not shown Dumbledore his true character when they first met, nor had he ever tried to win his favor as he had with his other teachers."
"As time went on, he began to fear and despise Dumbledore..."